Transformation Deactivated

I feel like I've been going through some changes. I guess I'm at that age when things change, whether I like it or not, and I'm not really against all the changes happening. However, there was one transformation that I didn't like and today I did something about it.

About 8 months or so ago, my left front tooth chipped. It wasn't terribly noticable, but I could tell it was there. At first it bothered me, but then I eventually ignored it. Except for the occasional seed that might get stuck, it wasn't anything bothersome. However, that was the beginning of the transformation. I was starting to turn into one of the those people you see on TV that lives in a trailer...the redneck, white trailer trash person. The teeth are the first thing you notice about them and it ain't good.

Well, over the weekend, I found myself playing with the part of the tooth that was still there. Naturally, my tongue pushing at it caused it to loosen and I was able to push it out of place and then flip it back into place. Now you know how it is when you can do something like that and you know you shouldn't because it will cause a bigger problem. I realized that, but I played with it anyway. So, as you can imagine, since I played with it so much, it eventually just fell right out of my head! Stage 2 of the redneck, white trailer trash transformation was complete.

I let it go on Sunday. It felt like a huge gap when I played with the new hole with my tongue, but when I looked in the mirror, it was barely noticable from a frontal view. As a matter of fact, unless you looked at me from the left side of my face, you didn't really even notice the gap. I thought...I can live with this. No worries. Then Monday came and I went to work. You have no idea how difficult it is to teach Phonics (letter sounds for those who don't know) to your class when your teeth are jacked! I was whistling and having difficulty pronouncing sounds and letters with that small piece of my tooth missing. I sounded funny when I talked. I could not go through life like that so Monday afternoon I called the dentist.

Today I went in and the dentist was able to repair the tooth. I told him he had no idea how difficult it was to speak with just that little sliver of tooth missing. After about 45 minutes, my tooth was fixed and I was able to speak again. Yippie! Redneck, white trailer trash transformation is now deactivated!

Of course, yesterday was picture day. I didn't smile.